Chapter 121: The Emperor Who Betrayed the Emperor (3/4)

   Chapter 121 The Emperor Who Betrayed the Emperor (34)

   Even Ian was stunned for a while by his teacher's words.

   "The crown prince...assassinated the emperor?"

  The boy couldn't understand the message he heard: "He thinks his father's life is too long, and he can't wait to be the emperor?"

   "Or, Inaiga II wants to abolish the crown prince and let other princes be crown princes?"

  Although there are many princes who rebelled against the emperor in history, some failed and some succeeded, but in general, the number of normal successions is a little bit more.

Because the knight of Inaiga II is his teacher, so Ian also acquiesced that the other party is not a real tyrant, the Black King, which probably can also rule out that the prince can't see that his father is too cruel, and for the common people Initiate a gorgeous rebellion' the possibility.

   In general, this is very abnormal.

"neither."

Hilliard also showed an extremely strange expression. He raised his head, stared at the dark sky and rainstorm outside the cave, and murmured: "From the very beginning, I was betrayed by my old friends and stained with the ashes of the ice hell. I fought hard to finish off all the enemies, and when I came to the palace...everything was over."

"I asked several 'friends' from the past, and before they died, they all said with certainty that the emperor's mind had been swallowed up by a terrifying monster from the labyrinth, and he became a monster against humanity...they had the support of the queen and the prince , Only then dare to coup d'état."

   "The nobles and officials who participated in the coup actually accounted for more than 70% of the entire imperial court, and some of them stood on the sidelines, and none of them really supported His Majesty... No wonder the prince and queen dared to act."

   "It's interests."

   While Hilliard shook his head in trouble, Ian interrupted abruptly.

He narrowed his eyes and thought seriously: "Leaving aside the nobles, there are many civilian officials selected from many academies in the court of the empire - there are not many reasons for them to participate in the coup, especially when the emperor is the one who promotes them. Next, even more so."

   "Only benefits."

The boy recalled the key words in his memory. He thought of the "popularization of culture" that the old knight had said when he chatted with him, and he couldn't help but be more certain of his guess: "The emperor must have done something that violated the interests of almost all privileged classes. That’s why the people betrayed their relatives back then.”

   "The spread of knowledge...maybe that's the big deal."

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Smiling lightly, and then laughing loudly, Hilliard didn't notice the wound in his abdomen, and smiled wistfully: "That's it? Of course it's more than that... Haha, Ian, let me tell you what we did back then Bar."

  The old man straightened his back, and he looked at the young man. Even though his body was thin and old, his momentum was like a mountain: "Benefits? Who is touching whose interests?"

   "We build water conservancy and dig canals; we destroy nests and clean up monsters."

  “We build fortresses to resist foreign enemies; we build colleges to spread knowledge.”

"Ian, we have reduced or exempted agricultural taxes, abolished countless heavy taxes and heavy labor, and banned slavery—do you know that there were tens of millions of slaves in the empire sixty years ago? Do you know that there were tens of millions of slaves in the empire sixty years ago? The empire is full of starvation, husbands sell their wives and sell their children, and mothers dispose of their remains?"

  Ian opened his eyes wide and looked at his teacher, while the old man stared at the child in front of him, but his eyes seemed to spread to a long time ago, and there seemed to be a raging fire burning in his eyes.

   "What did we do?"

  The old knight clenched his fists, and he stated, but there was anger in his tone: "We fought against natural disasters, we rescued famine, we resisted foreign enemies who were eyeing tigers, and we rejuvenated the entire empire!"

   "Everyone can have enough to eat, and everyone can live with dignity!"

   "Tell me, whose interests and whose interests we violated?!"

   "People are superior to others."

But Ian replied calmly, his tone was cold, as if he was not at all indignant at what Hilliard said, unwilling to reconcile: "The vested interests, the privileged class, the nobles, the slave owners, intellectual monopoly."

   "Teacher, you have violated the interests of the rich, the vast majority of college officials, and the interests of land annexers and self-respecting people."

  The boy smiled softly: "I see, I understand why the prince and queen would betray their father and husband in fear."

   "Because he also offended himself—the most noble, the most superior, the biggest vested interests, the interests of the privileged and the monopolist."

   "He violated the interests of the idol on his seat, the man named 'Emperor'."

  Hilliard looked at his apprentice and disciple blankly, as if he was really getting to know him for the first time.

  He stared at this small body, as if some huge dark shadow was emerging from that body.

   "You're calmer than me...much calmer."

   Muttered, the knight's voice sank, but his spirit improved a lot.

  He smiled bitterly: "Yes. He said the same back then."

   "And I still don't understand."

   "In short." The old man raised his head, staring at the dark cave wall above his head: "The Dark Moon turmoil stopped all of this."

"Your Majesty has also become the Black King, the Black Tyrant, and all the fruits of his creation have been plundered and cropped. All the mistakes are the deeds of the tyrant, and all the benefits are the new emperor, the 'landkeeper' Ake Searle's achievement.

   "What a boring reincarnation."

  Ian also sighed, and he said to himself in a trance: "It is really troublesome to change this kind of world, and it will probably take a long, long time, or even a lifetime."

   "If I can become stronger, maybe I can relax a little bit, save a little time for research."

  Hilliard looked at Ian in confusion.

  He was puzzled: "You want to change the world?"

  Ian hummed lightly. He observed Hilliard's wound, and nodded after making sure that it didn't burst due to the teacher's previous excitement: "Otherwise? What else can I do?"

  His words are so natural, as if the heavens and the earth are moving naturally, just like the sun rising in the morning and setting in the west until night.

   This was such a calm attitude that many words that the old knight originally wanted to exhort could not be uttered.

  In the end, he just let out a long sigh in the dark, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

   "Let's go, teacher."

   After making sure that the wounds on Hilliard had been treated and started to heal, Ian wiped the sweat from his forehead. He helped the old knight up and said softly, "We should 'hide'."

   "Go to the top of the cliff, where it is covered by clouds and mist, and there is interference from the spiritual energy field. No matter how powerful the patrol knight is, it is 'absolutely impossible' to find us."

   "Yes." The old man stood up with the help of his students.

   Walking out of the cave, the two faced the heavy rain and walked towards the top of the dark cliff.

   On the other side, a figure who lost his right arm and staggered, but was always listening to the voice, was also briefly stunned and then took another step.

   "Things are a little bad..."

   While leading Hilliard to the top of the cliff step by step, Ian's heart fell towards the bottom of the valley step by step.

  The body of the old knight has decayed into disrepair. It can almost be said that every time he takes a step up, the old man is getting older.

  His breathing became more and more rapid, as fragile as a real old man in his seventies, and he even coughed a few times when he was hit by the wind and rain.

  For the people of Terra, if this kind of wind and rain can make them feel uncomfortable... In a sense, it is a harbinger of death.

   "Do you want to drink some more medicine?"

  With a lot of thoughts in his mind, Ian finally could only say the simplest sentence of concern, but the old man smiled and shook his head, expressing no need.

  Come to the side of a large protruding rock on the top of the cliff, where you can take shelter from the wind and rain for a while. Ian placed Hilliard here, and then began to arrange his own preparations.

   "I will continue to treat the wound."

  At the same time, he told Hilliard a misleading lie, and Hilliard also followed Ian's words, and from time to time let out a low and dull hum that was real, as if the wound had really been touched.

   And just when the old knight's 'wound' was almost healed.

  On the sloping cliff road, another person who has treated his wound is slowly climbing to the top.

  (end of this chapter)